Chapter 92 What makes you think I like her?

In the study room of the castle in the dead of night.

Gideon was up late, dealing with official business.

Jacob waited for him at his side. He reminded again, "Young Master, it's already late. Let's leave this for tomorrow."

"What time is it?"

"It's almost four o'clock."

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Gideon leaned tiredly on his seat.

Jacob served him a glass of water and said worriedly, "Young Master, you haven't stayed up this late for a long time."

"Yes." After taking a sip of water, Gideon said, "If it weren't for that damned girl's homework, I wouldn't have stayed up late tonight."

"You seem to like Ms. Astor very much."

It was not a question, but an affirmative statement.

Upon hearing that, Gideon stared at him and said in an unfriendly tone, "How would you know? Which part of your genius brain told you that?"

"Okay, you don't like her."